.. help the rest of us?"I listened for those little guys inside my head, but this time they remained silent. Thanks a lot, pals."Sort of. The truth is...that I probably would have done it if she had asked me to do it. But you are not off the hook, yet."She sighed."I know and I'm sorry. None of us had any idea that things might get that crazy. I guess it can be a bit crazy especially for you for a bit longer before their bodies realize what has already happened." What do you mean?" I mean that. Joe did paper again but Jen switched to rock. She lost. Joe got to start. Of course, he picked Jen. "Truth or Dare?" Truth" Hmmm. I was hoping for dare." Joe gave a sad face but started thinking. "What's your favorite sexual position?" Good question. I don't know. I think I would have to say spooning. I love getting it from behind but that position is most comfortable." She answered pretty quickly.I chimed in. "Huh, I didn't even know that for sure but I do know you love that position. Good. It was going to be a very public audience."Thank you for granting me an audience my Lord," I responded respectfully to Lord Omar, bowing my head slightly as I spoke. "It is a great honour." There is no need for formality here my friend," Lord Omar muttered in reply, brushing off my adherence to protocol. "We are friends and allies and I have been anxiously waiting news about you since we last saw each other. So come and sit with me and share some wine and tell me what has happened since you. “So, I hate to ask, but why are you moving in here all by yourself?” “Well,” she paused, “last year my husband passed away. He was almost ten years older than me and had been having heart problems. After he passed the house was just too much for me. It was too big, too empty and our son and daughters didn't like me being there all by myself. They wanted me to move to a retirement home or community, but those places aren't my style.” “And no one would think you're old enough to be living there,”.